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Post by Dracken on Apr 25, 2011 17:34:26 GMT -5
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::zigzagoon:: hit by fury attack x4 used thunderfartbolt
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Post by Kathryn on Apr 26, 2011 6:14:52 GMT -5
A powerful bolt of electricity seared through the Spearow’s veins and she screeched, flailing around on the floor for a moment. As she got up, she looked at her feathers and her... Uh, jaw dropped? She examined her feathers, which were matted and now all over the place, and she began to cry.
“My feathers!” she whimpered. She didn’t like getting her feathers all ruffled, because she couldn’t fly if they weren’t straight. Immediately she got to work trying to preen them as best she could, and flapped her wings, feeling parts where the fluffy down at the base of her wings were still parted somewhat. Sadly she flew up in the air, still quite upset, and then tried to peck once more at the Zigzagoon.
::Spearow:: Level 11 | Female Keen Eye Peck / Leer / Growl / Fury Attack Personality: Impish, Playful, Eager Hit by Thunderbolt! Used Fury Attack (x3) ( attack -1, defense -1 )
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Post by Dracken on May 16, 2011 17:39:30 GMT -5
Hermes snickered. The Spearow was getting worked up over her feathers being messed up? Oh brother. He was gonna start laughing but he quickly shut up once he felt pecks on his head. <OW ow ow ow ow! Watch it feather butt!> Hermes growled as he tried to avoid the Spearow's attack. He skited around and faced the Spearow. <Let's mess her feathers up more!> Hermes said, turning back to Zane.
His Trainer sighed and rolled his eyes with annoyance and a small smirk on his face. "Use Gunk Shot then." He said, not really caring what Hermes did. Hermes snickered and looked around for some stuff. He then ate some sticks and rotten food and chewed it. He then spit it back up in a large purple ball and shot it at the Spearow, that outta mess her feathers up some more.
::zigzagoon:: hit by fury attack used gunk shot
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Post by tomackze on May 16, 2011 23:06:19 GMT -5
>No! My beautiful feathers. My life is over!< She exclaimed when the Gunk Shot hit the Spearow and she quickly rolled up to a ball and gave up on life. The attack hurt and she began to weaken, but she was not out of it yet. She was just a bit impish and a bit of a drama queen. She wanted to make the pokemon feel a lot worst than he should technically feel at the moment because it was something she enjoyed doing and it gave her a good laugh. >You monster! Now I will never be able to go home and now my parents will disown me. I will live in the streets and starve and die!< She said. She was exaggerating a bit too much, being the drama queen that she was. >Why did you do this!? Now my life is... OVER!< She said and she fell to her side and played dead. >Dead!< She exclaimed and stuck her tongue out to play opossum. ::Spearow:: (-1 attack) (-1 defense) Summary: Hit by Gunk Shot. Played opossum Level 11 | Female Keen Eye Peck / Leer / Growl / Fury Attack Personality: Impish, Playful, Eager
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Post by Dracken on May 23, 2011 16:05:57 GMT -5
Hermes stared at the Spearow as she fell to ground, appearing to be dead. Of course Hermes didn't fall for it, what did she take him for? An idiot?! Hermes growled deeply and prepared another attack when a flash of light beside him made him stop. Zane had released another Pokemon, now a blue hound stood next to him. Nyra, the blue houndour, was glaring at Hermes. Shocked, he looked back at Zane. < What?! I don't need help!> He protested. Zane smirked and turned his head. "Well you weren't finishing the job quick enough I'd figure you need help." He said with a cold smile. Hermes muttered to himself and growled at Nyra. <Just stay out of my way!> He said. Nyra growled at him. <I can finish this job before you do, you can't even take down a Spearow in good time.> She teased with a sly smile. Hermes snarled and waited for no order. He turned to the Spearow and began to charge at the body. His head down he was trying to headbutt it. Nyra simply stayed back, not wanting to 'step in his spotlight' so to say before she would take it at the end. ::zigzagoon:: used headbutt sent in
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 23, 2011 20:24:46 GMT -5
::spearow:: (-1 attack) (-1 defense) Summary: Hit by Headbutt. Used Leer & Peck on Nyra Level 11 | Female Keen Eye Peck / Leer / Growl / Fury Attack Personality: Impish, Playful, Eager She thought her act was rather convincing. Who was going to both the body of a dead Spearow? No one. That's who. But then, much to her dismay (and concern) the Zigzagoon came in with another attack on her. The bone-crunching headbutt was enough to cause damage and force her out of her opossum trick. She rolled onto her feet and angrily glared, leering even, at the strange Houndour. She'd heard what the blue dog said, imply that it was easy to take down a Spearow! "Eh... rude much?" She said, sticking out her tongue. Taking to the air once more she flew towards Nyra, beak shimmering and glowing as she attempted a peck attack on the fire-type.
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Post by Dracken on May 24, 2011 17:44:45 GMT -5
Hermes's jaw basically hit the ground as the Spearow lost interest in him and went after Nyra. Flailing his tail about he jumped up and down angrily. <Hey! Wrong target bird brain!> He exclaimed with a scowl. Nyra was sitting down but quickly got up when the Spearow had leered at her. Getting into attack mode Nyra ducked her front, allowing the Spearow to flew right over her. "Nyra, use Smog." Zane said, getting her into the battle. Smirking at Hermes she walked over. <Watch how a real Pokemon battles.> She said. The Houndour opened her mouth and let out a fog of poison. A purple cloud was deep and could cause any human faint, however it worked differently for Pokemon. The Smog attack was a poison move, the cloud of poison tried to engulf the Spearow in it. Hermes was mad, Nyra was stealing his spot light! Electric sparks danced off Hermes's tail and he growled in frustration. <I'll get her for that!> He exclaimed, then a bolt of lightening flew right at the Spearow, without meaning to Hermes had attacked with Thunderbolt. ::zigzagoon:: Used Thunderbolt! def -1, dodged peck Used Smog
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Post by Sp❣rit on May 24, 2011 23:14:22 GMT -5
Electric City: So Wonderful [atrb=border,0,true] ::spearow:: Level 11 | Female Keen Eye Peck / Leer / Growl / Fury Attack Personality: Impish, Playful, Eager Fainted. +.5 levels Zigzagoon and Houndour
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<Hey, you shouldn't be fighting over me so badly children.> The Spearow teased, but she shut up when her Peck attack hit nothing but thin air. She meant to get that blue target, but darnit it was pretty fast on its feet. She growled as she stared at her foe, who unleashed a terrible smog in her face. She wasn't about to go down so easily, but then that Thunderbolt was there to back it up.
She stared at the yellow electrical blast in utter surprise before gulping. <Oh bother...> This was going to hurt. It settled upon her like a nasty blanket of vipers, all sinking their fangs into her. She cried out in pain until she was completely black, like a burnt turkey.
<My family will get you for this.> She whimpered, before collapsing in a heap of feathers and charcoal. She was out. Done for. Hermes was the man this time, like totally.
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Post by Dracken on May 29, 2011 10:35:40 GMT -5
Zane smiled coldly. The Spearow was down and Nyra proved her worth. He was now glad he bought the Shiny Houndour. However, he might had gotten more than he bargained more... <I was the one who made it faint!> Hermes argued. The Zigzagoon's fur ruffled as he got a tad, no, he got mad at the Houndour. Nyra simply sat down and licked her paw, not caring at all what the Zigzagoon said. <You probably wouldn't have beaten it without my help. Face it, Hermes, I am the better Pokemon.> The blue Houndour said with a cold smile. Though Zane had gotten a Spearow down he now had two bickering Pokemon to deal with. He just couldn't win, could he? Taking out a white Pokeball from his backpack he tossed it at the Spearow in hopes of capture. ::zigzagoon:: The two are bickering x1 used
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 29, 2011 17:22:35 GMT -5
::spearow:: Level 11 | Female Keen Eye Peck / Leer / Growl / Fury Attack Personality: Impish, Playful, Eage CAPTURED The premier ball shook back and forth, but the Spearow's capture was inevitable. After a second or two of movement the white ball became still and made a soft ding sound to signify the capture process was complete. Spearow now belonged to Zane. Then, two choices presented themselves to Zane. Which would he take to further his adventure? Down a side street a small Murkrow was being beaten-up by a much larger and fierce looking Shinx. Down the main road a ways a trainer was standing there in a ridiculous clown outfit, his Electrike performing tricks for the crowd.
save the Murkrow? or follow the street down by Marcus the Clown?
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Post by Dracken on May 29, 2011 20:45:38 GMT -5
Zane picked up the Pokeball and then it disappeared in his hands, transfered to his PC. Sighing as he heard the two Pokemon bicker he began to walk away from the Murkcrow and past the clown to the Pokemon Center. The two Pokemon didn't even notice he was leaving but then scrambled to catch up with him ----TIME PASSED YAY------ Coming out of the Pokemon Center with the two Pokemon behind him Zane continued looking at all the sights. The city was fine in the day time but at night it was blindingly bright. Nyra and Hermes were on each side of Zane, both ignoring each other. The two clearly didn't get along. Zane sighed as he knew he had a long journey ahead of him with these two rambling on. ::zigzagoon::
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 29, 2011 21:27:54 GMT -5
::trubbish:: Level 10 / Male Pound, Poison Gas, Recycle, Toxic Spikes Likes company, hugs, and being friendly in general! Trubbish frequented the poke'mon center. If frequent meant sat outside of it waiting for someone to talk to him that is. For some reason this trainer and his pair of four legged friends caught his attention. He lifted himself up from the curb he was sitting on and quickly began to walk after them; trying to walk fast enough to get pass them by and end up in front of them. "Oh wait! You dropped something!" He lied. But he knew it would be a good way to get them to stop walking and pay some attention to him. It wasn't easy being a Trubbish when you want lots of friends!
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Post by Dracken on Jun 1, 2011 18:49:58 GMT -5
Hermes and Nyra were going at it once again. However Zane had lost interest in their conversation. Zane almost didn't notice the Trubbish that was by the Pokemon Center until it spoke. Turning around Zane noticed the Trubbish that had came out of its hiding spot. Hermes and Nyra almost kept going when Zane stopped, but they noticed their master's feet weren't keeping up with them. Scurrying back they all looked at the Trubbish. Zane bent down to the Trubbish and looked at it with a serious stare. "And what exactly did I drop?" he asked, curious why the Trubbish had called him back. He wasn't one to fall for things like that but he was interested in the garbage Pokemon a bit. Nyra was the first to spat out insults. <And what exactly are you?> she asked, her voice filled with teasing and a sly smile on her face. <You look like garbage.> The blue Houndour said with a turn of her head. And she wasn't far off from that fact. Hermes rolled his eyes at Nyra's remark and looked at the Pokemon before him. Tilting his head Hermes was curious as well. Though the Trubbish wasn't a type of Pokemon Hermes would ever be friends with. <Wow, what a witty thing to say.> he said with a eye roll, directed at Nyra. The Houndour only shrugged off the comment and waited for the Trubbish's reply. ::zigzagoon::
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 2, 2011 13:39:05 GMT -5
Electric City: So Wonderful [atrb=border,0,true] ::trubbish:: Level 10 / Male Pound, Poison Gas, Recycle, Toxic Spikes Likes company, hugs, and being friendly in general! Holding: Interacting |
<Oh, yeah. What you dropped.> The Trubbish almost forgot when Zane walked up to him, glad to see the human have an interest in him. It made him feel all special inside, and he knew he had a chance to really make a new friend. He couldn't help but overhear some of the Houndour's comments, and he turned and blinked at her.
<But I am garbage.> He replied, using a hand and unzipping the top part of his head. Wha...oh god what was he doing in there? He reached in and pulled out a shiny golden nugget. It looked a bit dusty, but with a bit of polish, it could probably be very pretty. He zipped his back up again and grinned at the group, as if this was completely natural.
<See? You dropped this.> He persisted with his lie, enjoying the attention he was getting. He was smiling the entire time, not hiding his lie that well.
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Post by Dracken on Jun 8, 2011 18:24:36 GMT -5
Zane looked at what the Trubbish was holding. If he wasn't mistaken that was a gold nugget. Worth about 5,000PD. Smirking, he reached out to take the Nugget from the Trubbish.
Nyra scoffed and dug her nose right in the Trubbish's face. <If you think you're a Pokemon, a real Pokemon who can battle, then you're sadly mistaken.> She basically hissed in the Trubbish's face. Nyra was one to speak what she thought. Not afraid of anything. She spoke her mind and was not afraid of what others thought about her. Serious yet cunning.
Hermes whistled at Nyra's remark. <Ohh, doggie's sassy.> he snickered. He wouldn't want to be that Trubbish. As much as Hermes was a taunting Pokemon he did it in a joking way. Nyra, she said it like she saw it. And boy did she speak her mind this time. It was a wonder how he impressed her enough to not get snapped at.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 9, 2011 8:48:48 GMT -5
Electric City: So Wonderful [atrb=border,0,true] Level 10 / Male Pound, Poison Gas, Recycle, Toxic Spikes Likes company, hugs, and being friendly in general! Accidentally farted out a poison gas. Not aimed at anyone in particular. |
The Trubbish happily gave the Nugget over to Zane, seeing that he didn't really need such a thing. He was just happy that something eventful happened today, and that was all he really needed. He was smiling at the entire group still, despite the Houndour's harsh criticism. He just ignored it and started to sway from side to side, but there was one last thing he wanted to do before they left.
<Well if you're going to leave, I want a good bye hug first.> He announced, not caring who it was from. Thinking that Zane would accept a hug as payment for the shiny thing, he gave the trainer a hug right around his skinny little legs.
Then the unthinkable happened. With his rear end pointed somewhere close to both of Zane's Pokemon, he let out a tiny little fart. The poison gas was let out, at least for them to smell, but it quickly dispersed into the air around them.
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Post by Dracken on Jun 13, 2011 11:06:38 GMT -5
Passed out
Is laughing
Zane tried the Trubbish off his leg. He didn't need that. He held his nose when the Trubbish....farted. "Ugh." He said as the small cloud of gas escaped the butt of the Poison type.
Hermes was not ready for that. The gas entered his nose and he twitched. <Urrr...> The Zigzagoon fell to the ground and twitched from the smell. He was out cold by now. Nyra had brains to move out of the way. Walking away she laughed at Hermes who was stick in the middle of the gas cloud. <Ha, you doof brain.> She snickered as she sat by Zane's feet.
Zane held his nose and placed the Nugget away. He wanted to get away from the Trubbish but he couldn't leave Hermes. He would have to wait for the Trubbish to leave. Oh joy.
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Post by tomackze on Jun 13, 2011 11:18:52 GMT -5
>Oh you decided to stay and accompany me! Oh pleased day!< The Trubbish said after seeing that the trainer stayed but that the raccoon was knocked out by his poisonous fart. >Uh oh, sorry about that. I've been holding that in for a while.< He said, laughing as he had just broke a large one. At least the blue dog appreciated it as it was laughing with him. Or was it laughing at him? He did not know for sure and honestly was in no hurry to find out. >So are you here to be friends with me? Do you want to play a game? I have a very fun game!< He exclaimed to Zane... But would Zane really want to play a game with a pile of garbage? That doesn't sound like the best idea ever... ::Trubbish:: Level 10 / Male Pound, Poison Gas, Recycle, Toxic Spikes Likes company, hugs, and being friendly in general! Staying around. Wants to play a "game" with you
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Post by Dracken on Jun 26, 2011 11:15:12 GMT -5
::zigzagoon:: Returned to Pokeball
Tired of Trubbish
Used Ember
Zane looked down at the Trubbish who had spoken, wanting him to stay. He scowled. "I have better things to do than play games." Zane told the Trubbish. The only reason he stayed back was because he was curious of the Pokemon, now he had in interest in him considering he was weak hearted as well as childish. He returned Hermes to his Pokeball to recover from the gas. Then he took a step away from the Pokemon.
Nyra scoffed and faced the Trubbish. <We have no time for a Pokemon like you.> She said bluntly. <We have much better things to do than play stupid games, like this for example.> Suddenly Nyra shot a Ember at the Trubbish. The small balls of fire surrounded the Poison type and then tried slamming into him. Nyra had a cruel smile on her face. She was much like Zane. Both wanted power and disliked weak Pokemon, if they weren't worth their time then it was a battle, usually to the bitter end.
Through this Nyra did get levels, since Zane did need to train her. He stood behind his Houndour, watching her battle fiercely. If his Pokemon couldn't battle and were weak he had no use for them, unlike Nyra. She was a Pokemon worth his while.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 27, 2011 13:17:49 GMT -5
Electric City: So Wonderful [atrb=border,0,true] - - Burned - - Level 10 / Male Pound, Poison Gas, Recycle, Toxic Spikes Likes company, hugs, and being friendly in general! Now he snapped, and he's totally insane because he has no friends and no one ever liked him. He can snap back to his usual state if he calms down. Hit by EmberToxic Spikes and Pound on Houndour |
Whoa whoa whoa! Why were they being so mean all of a sudden? The Trubbish was feeling as if he had been betrayed by those harsh words, and even worse, the Houndour had attacked him. The flames caught him completely off guard, and they had singed both of his sides pretty badly. The wounds started to heat up on their own, even after the embers had fluttered away like butterflies turning into a smoke like mist. The red tint had begun to completely absorb itself into his body, giving him the dreaded burn condition. His health would go down, yes, but his attack power was also cut in half. He felt like it would be harder to fend for himself now.
<Why would you do this? You didn’t even ask.> He whimpered, sad that they wouldn’t play with him anymore. Maybe he deserved it. Did he ask for too much? They had been annoyed by his behavior, and they were sick of it. That wasn’t the first time this happened to him, not by far. With a pitiful expression as he stared at the sidewalk on all fours, he realized that this had to stop. He had to change.
He snapped. He got right up and held both arms in the air and a blizzard of toxic spikes shot right out of them with him laughing manically. He was insane now. He had no friends, he never did. They would meet the new him and like him! Oh yes, they would adore him as if he was freaking Elvis. How do you like him now?! The Trubbish didn’t stop there, because he charged out of nowhere with a creepy grin towards the blue Houndour. <You have something on your chest.> He poked it gently, before proceeding to use a swift Pound aimed for her jaw.
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